Fang Bie suddenly drew his sword in the hall, jumped up, and slashed out at the saint on the dragon pedestal in the hall.

At that moment, he and his sword turned into a long rainbow.

Then, the rainbow was still there.

Because the saint of yellow robe sitting upright on the dragon chaise stretched out a hand.

A thin and bone-skinned hand easily grabbed Fang Bi's sword.

With only two fingers, he clamped the sword edge of the long sword, so that Fang Bie could stay in the air and be completely unable to move.

Such a martial arts realm is indeed worthy of the saint's conceit.

I am invincible in the world.

Even if you rebel ministers all object, I can still kill you all.

"Is this your Fangbian sword?" The saint clamped Fangbian sword with one hand, and said slowly: "If this was your sword, how could Qin be defeated in your hands?"

"Yes, this is the sword that is being cut." Fang Bie said calmly in the air, and while opening his mouth, his body suddenly rotated in the air.

It was originally unable to turn, because Fang Bie's sword was in the hands of the saint. Since it could not break free from the saint's control, how could the sword move and rotate?

But Fang Bi just moved. At that moment, with his force, the sword in the saint's hand suddenly broke. While it was broken, Fang Bi rotated only a few feet away from the saint. At the same time, the black sword in his hand suddenly popped up another blade.

The closest distance and the fastest spin bring the fastest sword.

Fang Bie's whole person almost turned into a rotating storm in the air. The outside of the storm was Fang Bie's sword. This sword slashed at the saint, and the saint finally moved.

He left the dragon throne and rushed back several feet like a big bird, leaving the attack range of Fang Bie's sword.

And Fang Bie cut the hard dragon seat into seventy or eighty or ninety petals like a strong wind slashing the leaves in the next moment.

Seeing the dragon throne shattering and collapsed all over the ground in an instant, Fang Bian stood still in the air, gently supported his head, looked at the saint in the distance, and smiled: "Look, you can be chopped away by me, right?"

The saint did not speak, and he finally faced the young boy.

The first sword just now was nothing, but the second sword that broke the blade and spun out made him feel dangerous at that moment.

"You will never have a chance to approach me again." The saint said softly. As he said this, he held the silence in the air and instantly condensed a colorless cyclone in his hand. The next moment, the cyclone was hit straight towards Fang Bie. The moment the boy dodged, the cyclone directly penetrated the arch of the Golden Palace and flew directly into the sky.

"Your Majesty, aren't you afraid of demolishing your own house?" Even at this time, Fang Bei still has the time to joke with him.

"All this is mys. I will keep it if I want to, and destroy it if I want to." The saint said calmly: "Since you want to overestimate your ability and become enemies with me, I will let you see what the true ultimate state of martial arts is."

"I'm sorry, I don't want to see it." Fang Bie looked at the other party and chuckled softly.

The moment when he smiled, Fang Bie instantly drew his sword and slashed at the saint in the distance.

The saint was ready to go, but he never expected that the young man seemed to flash in the air. He was still ten steps away and instantly appeared in front of him. The black sword was covered with cold true energy, and the sword had already arrived in front of him.

The saint staggered to avoid it, but the dragon robe was still cut open by this sword.

"What kind of sword is this?" the saint couldn't help but say in panic.

For the first time, he felt everything seemed to be out of his control.

"It's just a sword." Fang Bie said this, twisting his body back and slashing another sword in the air without hesitation.

Every sword of the young man was slashing out in a rotating manner, and each sword had the ultimate power and arc. Even if the saint had shocking power, he still had no way to avoid this sword that was close to the ruler.

Therefore, the saint can only retreat.

Due to overconfidence, it is even said that the saint does not have any blocking weapons in his hands.

He never thought there would be such a sword in this world.

Originally, he was confident that he could easily catch Fang Bie's sword, but in fact he did it, but the young man's sword edge that could break out of thin air and then pop up again shattered all his plans.

He didn't even dare to hold Fang Bie's sword anymore, because at the moment he held it, Fang Bie could break free and slash out the next sword.

The young man seemed to be extremely familiar with his fighting style, so he developed such a set of swords that were completely targeted at him.

This sword is only fast, only strong, and only suffocating to the extreme.

If the distance can be widened, the saint can rely on his supreme magical skills to kill Fangbian, but just like that, Fangbian dances this moment of life and death with the saint in this inch of land.

"If I want to kill you, you are already dead!" The saint roared angrily while being forced to retreat by Fang Bie's sword.

"But your Majesty will die in this way, right?" Fang Bei said with a chuckle: "I just bet your Majesty doesn't want to die with me. How great is that."

The saint was silent: "I don't believe that anyone in this world will die willingly."

"What a coincidence, I don't believe it either." Fang Bie said with a smile: "I am a person who is very afraid of death. Do you know? I am very, very afraid of death."

"Since that's the case, you still want to come here to seek death?" the saint asked back.

Fang Bie's sword almost pressed him to the point where he could not breathe.

"Because I was born in this world, I don't want to die because there are so many beautiful things in this world." Fang Bie chuckled: "There are fine wines and delicious foods in this world, beautiful girls, beautiful scenery, and so many interesting people. I want to experience and enjoy more in this world, so I don't want to die in a hurry before I live enough, so I'm going to escape from this sad death."

"But it's not that I really don't want to die."

"I was born in this world to die in this world one day."

"I'm going to tell you, I've died once, and that death was very abrupt, and I'm very unwilling to accept it."

"I had too many things I had to die before I could do, which made many people in that world sad for me."

"Fortunately, I have the chance to live again. I know how dark and terrifying the world of death is, so I cherish this world of living very much."

"But the old friends I am familiar with this world will eventually pass away one by one, and in the end that interesting world will become boring for me."

"I hope I can die without regrets, and unfortunately I still may die in this world now."

"I may not be a great person, but I always think that being born in this world and having a second life is already great enough."

"It's a great thing for me to live this life."

"So, for the sake of the greatness I can continue to live in this world, I ask you to die."

"Will you?"

Fang Bie said this, and the sword tip struck the saint's neck at that moment.

The saint looked at Fang Bi's eyes and his hand was raised. In the next moment, he could penetrate Fang Bi's chest.

This is a situation where both sides suffer losses and die together.

But in the end, the saint put down his right hand.

But Fang Bie's sword did not hesitate at all.

The long sword fell, and the saint's head flew high into the sky.

Red plasma splattered upwards like a fountain.

Fang Bie withdrew his sword and looked at the other party's corpse standing there.

Lower your head.

"Thanks."
Chapter completed!